WEAK 4 YOU [fanfiction]

IX energy

We were just standing on the stairs and I started to believe that Taehyung's apology was made less by words than just by the movement itself. What he tried to tell me worked even non-verbal, because I had run some background investigations on him, Hoseok did, to be precise. Taehyung sounded so weak and so felt his body. In my memory, he was stronger but now he seemed motionless.

He is so heavy

It was at that moment when I realized that Taehyung had almost lost consciousness. I put my fingers on his forehead and it was extremely hot.

"F*ck Taehyung you're burning up!", I exclaimed and he only gave off a soft groan before getting heavier and sinking in.

I supported him by his shoulder and carried him into my room, closing the door behind me. After I laid him on my bed I closed the curtains. I went to the bathroom to get some wet towels. When I came back he seemed to sleep.

I put the cold towels on his forehead, moving some hair out of his face.

Why do I care so much about him?

He had some wounds on his face, he must have been hurt. I just sat there, looking down at his face. Carefully I laid my fingers on his cheek and stroked his smooth skin. After a while, I got up to take a shower. Suddenly I felt a grip on my arm that pulled me back into bed.

Our faces were only inches away and I was just laying there, right next to the man who makes my mind go crazy.

And all that I felt at this moment was

security.

[A/n] inspired by yoonzhik